"Madame, what are you thinking? ”

Standing at the top of the tower, looking at the phalanx that was practicing below, Haoyue turned his head to look at his lich attendant: "Has anyone said that you have a lot of mouths." ”

"Yes, ma'am, but I'm curious, and if you want to watch the drill, you can go up and see it. "The Lich has no skin, but its humility is so palpable.

The adjutant assigned to Haoyue stared at its boss with its crimson soul fire: "Madam, if one day, you can return to the Eastern Continent, what will you say to your original friends?" ”

"......" Haoyue, who seemed to have never found her adjutant so intelligent, frowned, but in the end, she smiled: "Of course it's okay to ask." ”

"Ah, yes, if my friends were still alive, I'd find them, say good morning, and twist their heads off their necks, but I'll let the girl go, for she pushed me down the hill with her own hands, and I'd have skinned her. "The lich seems to be lamenting the good old days.

And Haoyue shook her head: "I don't have a lover who pushes me down the mountain, I don't have a friend who betrays me, and I don't have an opponent who resents me by love, and I just have a career that makes a mistake and loses everything...... I really envy you. ”

"What do I have to envy, ma'am. The lich didn't seem to understand the point of his superior, and Haoyue smiled and shook his head, the banshee floated towards the steps of the tower, "Madame, ma'am, what do you envy me, what do I have to be envied." The lich quickly followed, and asked in succession.

Without answering, when Haoyue was going down the stairs, he glanced at the full moon at the top of the Sky Dome, and remembered that night and enjoyed the bright moon with him.

It's so beautiful that it can't come back.

And you, betrayed by your lover, betrayed by your friends, betrayed by everyone...... Don't you really know?

No, you must know, you know that I envy you and have hatred, you know that I envy you and resentment, you know that I envy you and you don't have to face the beauty of the past anymore...... I envy you more that you don't have to be white, you don't need to miss, and you don't have to love, regret, or cry anymore.

………………

"Guiye Auxiliary Priest, so you are here. ”

With the greeting of her own students, the prairie elf, who sat on the guardrail, holding a small bottle of spirits, turned her head to look at her.

The cute child sniffed the air, then pursed her lips and looked at her priest, "Guiye Priest, you're drinking again." ”

"It's too cold in the north, so drink a little more to warm up. After saying that, the steppe elf hiccuped, and he looked at the sky: "What's the matter?" ”

"Well, Maria's deacons are looking for you. His student replied.

The young steppe elf rolled his eyes, he raised the vial, and took a big sip from his head.

"I always feel that the Guiye Auxiliary Sacrifice and the Maria Auxiliary Priest are very compatible. His student smiled.

The young steppe elf, who had never heard such a speech before, laughed a few times—what a joke, how could he like that kind of man.

"Guiye Priest, do you like Maria's Priest. The kid named Anta asked.

To this, the young steppe elf shook his head: "I don't like a woman who is more nosy than my mother. ”

"Is that so...... But if it were me, I would definitely put the person I like in the most important position in my heart, and you don't understand the girl's mood. She shook her head and replied in a serious manner.

The young steppe elf surnamed Guiye and Aoi shook his head, and then asked rhetorically, "Do you like people, do you understand how painful it is to wait?"

“…… I know. Speaking of this question, Lian was silent for a moment, and then the girl replied with a pout, and then the little guy lowered his head and kicked the small football next to him vigorously, and the protagonist of the ball game from the stranger quickly rolled to the side, and quickly returned to her feet under the action of the reaction force: "I, ah, I have had that hero in my heart for a long time, and he took me out of that cage. ”

"It's good to have heroes. Knowing the child's background and the fact that she had been trafficked, the young aco-priest sighed.

Yes, it's good to have heroes, lovers who can be with each other, partners who can stay with each other for a long time, and people who are separated by mountains and rivers, but still love each other sincerely.

It's a pity that his life has long been ruined, and there will be no more loving people watching the sunset on the rooftop, and there will be no more mutual sharing of the afterglow by the river.

Some are just different dreams of dissidents in the same bed, some are just love and kill each other by people with different ways, between him and her, there is no longer beauty, there is no existing agreement, some are just people and ghosts when they say goodbye, and some are just silent when they meet again.

"I knew the difference between me and him from the beginning, Mr. Marceau is a foreigner, I am an aborigine, between us, we should have met in Pingshui, we should have met, separated, never seen again...... But ......" the child pursed his mouth and twisted his hands in front of his chest: "But I have heard the proverb of a lady of Changtang, she said, people who love each other should breathe together and share a common fate, even if they are separated by thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, even if they are separated from hell and heaven, they will not forget the hands they have held with each other, and they will not forget the promises they made with each other." ”

When this little girl said this, she patted her chest seriously: "I, I have made an appointment with that gentleman, and I must go to see him, so he and I will definitely meet again one day in the future, and we will definitely breathe together and share a common fate." ”

"The child's agreement...... It's wonderful. The young steppe elf, whom the child in front of him called an auxiliary priest, smiled, but the tears rolling in the corners of his eyes betrayed his master's true state of mind.

"Mr. Deacon, I'll go first, Maria's Aco., I won't say you're on the rooftop. The child smiled and waved, and trotted off the rooftop.

The young steppe elf who was left behind looked at the last of the liquor in the small bottle in his hand, and finally screwed the cap screwed on.

He stood up, straightening the collar of his robe that had slipped from his shoulders.

Really.

Raise your head to look at the full moon on the top of the sky, and remember that night, enjoying the bright moon with her.

It's so beautiful that it can't come back.

With heavy steps, Guiye Kui walked off the rooftop.

Yes, that child is right, people who love each other, even if they are thousands of miles apart, even if people and ghosts have different paths, there will always be a day when they will meet again.

By that time, Haoyue, will you kill me?

Will it?

Yes.

That's great.

Because that's what I think too.